Zayn's P.O.V.
I get ready for tonight, tonight we're all going out. I hope to take my mind of things. I let Rose fix my hair. "Handsome, as always." She murmurs. "Now, shoo. Let me get dressed with Gemma." She pushes me out of the room. I can't wait to see how good, she might look tonight.
Rose's P.O.V.
I straighten my hair and curl it. Gemma does her make up, and i look through her closet. "Should I go for something edgy or something classy?" I ask her, biting on my lip. "Edgy." She does her hair, watching me pick something out. I pick out a tight dress. It's dark red. I strip down to nothing and, Gemma smirks at me. "What?" I laugh. "You have a body." She helps me into the dress. I pick up my hair so she can zip up the dress.
I slide on my black heels and, add perfume. "You look good." She comments, and i flush under the make-up. "You do too." I say. She's wearing a black tight dress and beige heels. I smile at her, and she takes my hand. "Let's see Zayn's face." She giggles.
I walk downstairs with, Gemma by my side. As i walk in, all eyes fall on us. I blush and give Gemma's hand a squeeze. "Are you all ready?" I ask, and Zayn stands up, with the others. "Yes." Louis sounds breath taken. "Let's go." I smile, and Zayn's eyes scan my body. I say goodbye to Anne, and tell her we'll be home late.
As we drive, I text with Zayn because he's in the back of the limo. Like, on the other side.
Me: How do i look? ( :
Zayn: So, good. God.
Me: You look so handsome.
Zayn: nothing compared to you. ; )
I look at Gemma and she smirks at me. She's just like her brother. I close my eyes and, open them again to see, everyone's eyes on me. "Rose?" Niall says. "What? Sorry. Zoned out." I look at him, making him continue. "Well, who's your first dance gonna be with? I mean, it's your first time in a club at England." He says, i feel Zayn's eyes burn into me. "Zayn. Or Harry." I smirk, and Zayn looks at me as if he were saying, 'You are so dead.' Harry, smirks and nudges Zayn.
When i step into the club, the scent of beer and cigarettes fills my nostrils. I feel Zayn's arms wrap around my waist. "Hey, there." I smile and order another shot, just to get things going. I hear a song and it's guapango. I stand up and look at Niall. He walks over and, takes my hand. I place my hand on his shoulder and he places one on my waist. I shift my weight from one foot to the other. My foot going in opposite direction from his. I throw my head back laughing, as Niall tells me how mad Zayn looks. The song ends and we part ways. I drink some more, looking around for Zayn who disappeared once i came back. I spot him dancing with a blond, beautiful body and she can move.
I make a conversation with Luke. An Australian I've just met. He looks so familiar. Louis walks over and pulls me away. I pout, drunk. "He was so, cute! But, not as cute as my boyfriend." I huff and Louis sits me down. He takes my drink away and i groan. "We're leaving. It's 5 in the mourning." He says, drunk as well.
I lock the door and Zayn pushes my up against it. I kiss him, hard. He pulls away and looks at me in the eye. "I want you." I whisper and he squeezes my bum. I let out a small squeal. I jump up on his hips, he holds me.
I feel him, suck at my neck, i shift my head to aside letting him get more. My moans echo the room. "Sh, baby." Zayn whispers. I slide my tight dress off, and Zayn helps me remove it. I arch my back as he undoes my tight bra that pushed my breasts up. He licks his lips and sucks. He massages the other. I moan and tug at his hair lightly. "I need you in me." I whimper. "Patient baby." He tells me.
"Oh Zayn." I curl my toes and buck my hips up wanting his tongue so much, he pushes my hips down. I feel close to my climax, "i feel close." I arch my back and he pulls away. "Not yet." He takes his shaft out and it springs, up hitting his stomach. I gasp at his size, because I'm drunk. I never really do. He positions himself and he pushes into me. "Zayn, move." I cry out and scratch at his back. He thrusts into me, i wrap my legs around his hips making him hit deeper hitting that special spot. "Fuck, fuck." I moan and the head of the bed hits against the wall. "I feel so close." I cry out and, he thrusts into me. Pounding now. I climax, and he climaxes right after.
I wake up, and feel sore. I see Zayn, sleeping right besides me. His back red, with my nail marks. I bit on my lip. He shifts and wakes up. I feel his hands grasp, my bum. I gasp and giggle. "I can't walk." I whisper. He slips a finger in me. "Bite on a pillow, I'll make you feel so, much better." I bite on my pillow, he thrusts his finger in and out, quickly, awaiting for my climax. I moan into the pillow. "Come, for me. C'mon baby." He says, and i release. I let out a cry into the pillow.
I sit across Gemma in her room. "I heard you both." She smirked. "Oh." I blush. "The walls wouldn't stop, banging. You naughty girl." She tells me. "Oh my god." I blush.
I watch television with Anne, in the afternoon. "Rose." She calls for my attention. "Yes?" I smile. "Zayn wants a baby." She says. My mouth falls open. "What?" I say shocked. "Zayn wants a child."
